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call me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the that down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
They call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the will you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the that down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and the room
My trembling in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he wiped up the went down my face
They call me The Wild but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the will you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the day I took her where the roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose her teeth
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